Executive Overtime

I had recently been promoted in my company to a junior executive position. It was a prestigious job and at 33 I felt proud of my achievements at work. With my new job, however, came a ton of new work and I found myself putting in anywhere from twelve to twenty hours overtime every week. Because I was the newest member of the team, I'd often find myself "volunteering" to stay late and putting the day's work to rest. All this extra time spent at my corporate desk meant little time for workouts or socializing. I hadn't had a date in weeks but by the time the weekend would roll around I'd spend my time in the gym for hours then drag myself home to collapse in bed.

It was a Friday night and the last of my colleagues had left hours ago. I was tidying up the paperwork and finally getting ready to haul ass when I heard the janitor in the hallway whistling as he pushed his huge blue trash bin from office to office. He walked by my door and looked in to see me sitting at desk in my navy pin-striped Brooks Brothers suit. He smiled warmly at me then glanced at the clock on my desk. With a sympathetic shake of his head, he grinned and said, "Another late night, eh guy?"

John's in his mid-40's, he's got jet black hair that he slicks back and a thick moustache that curls under at the ends. He has an olive complexion that sets off his sexy chocolate-brown eyes. He's about my height--5'8" but must be at least fifty pounds heavier than me. I'd noticed this butch stud the first night I worked late: he was one reason I didn't mind being alone in the office! Because of his easy-going manner and his added heft, I don't think John realized how handsome he was. Of course this made him even more appealing.

I must have been really tired and let my guard down: normally I wouldn't have been staring so openly at someone...even if he was a hot latino hunk! John came up to my desk and still grinning said "OK, time to empty your trash can."

I pushed away from my desk so he could get to the wastebasket but as he reached down, he turned his head towards me and found himself staring at my straining pin-striped crotch! I was mortified and backed up even more--I could feel a hot blush creep over my neck and face. I was trying desperately to appear calm to no avail. John apparently was enjoying my discomfort: he kept smiling at me as he emptied the trash and replaced the can under my desk. He hadn't taken his eyes off me for a second; I was blushing bright red and was hoping he'd go off so I could run to the bathroom to "fix" myself.

John obviously knew what I needed--he pushed the trash in his wheeled bin down with one of his massive arms, glanced at me with another smile then leaned against my desk. He started talking about how much he enjoyed working in our building and how much he enjoyed his job. I was a little less nervous; I figured he was just a talkative, sweet guy that loves to chat but as he went on about how much he liked his work one thing occurred to me: in the five minutes he was telling me about his job, John managed to tell me four times that he worked by himself. I picked up on this and asked him if he didn't get lonely at night. He fixed me with his gaze and replied, "Lonely? Not really but some nights I wish I had a buddy around to help me out..."

By this time he had one gloved hand resting casually in his crotch; when he saw how intently I continued to stare at his thick lump, he gave it a squeeze then stretched his arms above his head. This gesture made his work shirt ride up on his stomach and I got a tantalizing glimpse of his smooth round belly.

My stiff ramrod throbbed in my pants and I sat in my office chair dumbstruck as John once again gave his crotch a hard squeeze. He slowly walked up to me until he was towering over me where I still sat in my suit and tie. As he smiled down at me, John took his work gloves off and gently cupped my chin in his huge calloused hand. I nearly swooned as I slowly stood up so we were both standing--our faces only inches apart. John wet his lips and I finally took the initiative and leaned forward to give him a soft full kiss.

The tip of his tongue snuck out and I parted my lips to allow his tongue to slowly plunge into my eager mouth. As we kissed I began rubbing the back of his thick neck then began to unbutton his work shirt--he had a small dark thatch of hair between his round pecs and pink nipples that drew me in. I flicked my tongue across the tip of one nipple and he let out a groan. With one hand, I pushed his work shirt off his massive tanned shoulders while I rubbed his hard round belly with my other hand. Switching to his other nipple, I mouthed it while I rubbed the fingers of my right hand in his damp armpit...John moaned something in Spanish then grabbed the back of my head and forced my face towards his.

He once again shoved his fat tongue into my mouth and now it was my turn to moan. As we kissed, he put both his hands on my hard ass and gave it a squeeze. I broke off our kiss so I could continue to explore this hot hunk--I untied his shoes and removed them and his socks then helped him remove his work pants. I was still in my suit and tie but had before me a completely naked mountain of hot, sweaty male flesh that I was eager to start feasting on! John pulled me into his huge arms and we once again french kissed.

His thick stubby fingers deftly loosened my tie then began to unbutton my shirt...I removed my coat and shirt at the same time then quickly peeled my undershirt off. I again wrapped my arms around my hunk: I wanted to feel flesh against flesh. We continued to kiss hungrily and I felt his fat poker jabbing at my crotch. I let my tongue slip from his mouth and slid it down his neck towards his hardened nipples. John put his hands behind his head which exposed his damp hairy armpit. As he lay back across my desk, I ran my tongue into John's salty sweaty pit and began to suck and chew. He groaned continuously as I continued to lick my way down lower. I kissed and worshipped his hard round belly then slid my wet mouth down to my prize: that huge, veiny uncut chorizo standing straight up from his dark bush. I snorted in the sweaty aroma of his pubic thicket then slowly ran my tongue up the length of his cock.

I pulled the sticky foreskin back revealing a huge plum shaped head that leaked a clear ooze. Hungrily, I popped the head of his prick into my mouth and slowly shoved it down my gripping throat. As I sucked his prick and tasted his pre-cum, I ran both hands over his body. I delighted in the feel of his solid burly body and began playing with his fat cum-filled balls as I began to deep throat his uncut monster. By this time John was a groaning, sweaty mass; I released his dick and lapped at his hairy balls for a while. He raised one thick leg onto the desk which revealed his pink fur-lined crack. I sniffed between his round cheeks; he smelled deliciously musty and I grabbed a hard globe in each hand, parted his beefy cheeks and began to run my tongue the length of his hairy crack.

John nearly yelled--by this time he held both of his huge legs in the air as I began to suck and slurp at his tight puckering man hole. I circled the entrance of his butt hole with my tongue and tickled the hairs of his crack with my moustache while he writhed helplessly then with my index fingers I spread his hole open and plunged my wet searching tongue into its juicy prize.

I ate his ass out for at least 15 minutes...by this time John was furiously beating his uncut slab of meat and I knew it would be soon before he'd be blasting his wad. Jamming a spit-soaked finger into his chute, I licked my way back to his drooling cock head. I rested my head against his hard round belly and flicked his engorged prick head with my tongue as John continued to jerk off in my face. Suddenly he pulled his foreskin taut and I stared wide-eyed as a thick white blob gushered out of his piss slit and splattered me right on my lips.

Quickly tasting his steamy jism, I opened my mouth wide as he shot the next two blasts of jism right into my mouth and down my throat. I finally clamped my lips around his prick as he continued to geyser his man milk into my hungry mouth. I sucked John until his cock stopped spurting then swallowed the last of his steamy load. His fat penis was still very solid and as he sat up, John told me he wanted to fuck my ass on the desk where I work..I rapidly pulled my slacks and underwear off finally freeing my raging cock.

Wearing only my black dress socks and oxfords, I lay back on top of my desk. John sat in my leather office chair, raised my thighs, then shoved his face between my legs. I moaned helplessly as he wetly lapped at my cock and balls then raised my legs higher so he could shove his hot tongue directly into my ass hole. He sucked and chewed at my butt for about ten minutes while I ran my hands thru his thick black hair. John finally stood up and I could see his engorged purple cock leaking a steady stream of pre-cum again. He rubbed his cock head across my hole smearing it with pre-cum while I placed my feet on his massive shoulders. With the smooth steady advance of an expert ass fucker, John slowly plunged his fat meatstick all the way up my gripping wet ass hole. I moaned in absolute pleasure then reached out to feel even more of his hot flesh.

I rubbed my hands on his sweat slick belly as he began to slowly pull out then fill me up again with his exquisite fuck tool. He leaned forward to chew my nipples--as he did so his hot belly rolled to cover my throbbing cock...it was the hottest fuck of my life with his dick buried seven inches up my butt hole while his smooth hard belly rubbed against my steadily leaking cock. As he bit down hard on my left nipple, I lost it: with a loud curse I blasted my wad, splattering John's round stomach and my own chest with thick white cream. I shot about seven times; I was completely lost in my orgasm. I could feel my spit-lubed ass ring clamp down on its veiny invader as John gasped and flooded my burning chute with his soothing warm jism. We were drenched in sweat and cum; John fell on top me exhausted, I put my arms around his huge hunky frame and hugged him to me. His engorged tool continued to throb in my plugged ass hole while we cuddled and kissed--the combination of my cum and our sweat made deliciously obscene noises as I once again sucked hungrily at John's fat tongue which he shoved in my mouth. We stayed in that position until I felt his slowly deflating tube steak slip out of my hole. He smiled at me as I lay exquisitely crushed under his weight. He whispered to me if I was uncomfortable--I shook my head and told him I could lay there all night then hugged him tighter...

It's been three months since that hot encounter. My boss tells me that if I keep up the good work I may be headed for another promotion soon. Everyone at work attributes this to my being a workaholic--I've worked late into the night every night. Believe me, the overtime I spend at the office is definitely not work!